Ji Rufeng frowned a little more and more, but after thinking for a while, he still got up and dressed, "Then I'll go with you."

"No!" Zhao Jian refused. She didn't care whether going to find Seven at night would make Ji Rufeng think too much. She must not let him know her mental state.

"No!" Ji Rufeng also frowned. He asked someone to check that Seven has always lived in Baiyun Temple in Jiangshan. He was not afraid of what Zhao Jian and Seven would happen, but it was not safe to drive up the mountain alone at night.

He grabbed Zhao Jian's shoulder and said, "Either I will accompany you or you don't go."

"You..." Zhao Jian bit his lower lip and said, "Seven and I have nothing to do with you."

Ji Rufeng suddenly pulled Seven on him, but said, "It's not possible anyway. If you want to go up the mountain, I will accompany you, or don't go up the mountain."

In both his tone, Ji Rufeng was extremely determined. He remembered that just a few days ago, when a car got off the mountain climbing path, he just broke through the guardrail and turned down the road because he didn't see the road clearly at night. In the end, two people died and one was injured. He could not lose Zhao Jian no matter what.

So, he had to accompany her on this trip, and he would die together.

After a moment of confrontation, Zhao Jian was defeated. After being disturbed by him, the restlessness in her heart gradually disappeared. Perhaps, that bad feeling was just her illusion.

"Go to cook, I'm hungry."

Ji Rufeng glanced at her again, "Don't go?"

"Um."

He raised his hand and rubbed her head, "If you want to go, go tomorrow."

Since he learned that Seven is Zhao Jian's psychologist, Ji Rufeng has not stopped Zhao Jian from meeting Seven. Zhao Jian does not trust others, and he can only temporarily place his hope on Seven.

Zhao Jian nodded, feeling that Ji Rufeng was a little strange, as if he was jealous, but not very similar.

There is also yesterday's incident. He was so angry, but why didn't he lose his temper with her?

Zhao Jian watched him walk out the door with his head in his arms, wondering, was he really just minding that she was happy or not?

"Forget it," Zhao Jian called him upset, "Call someone to send it here. You have a serious injury on your head. The doctor told you not to move around."

Ji Rufeng thought for a while and took the phone from home to let Jin Yumantang deliver the meal.

Zhao Jian flipped through the head of the bed and found the scriptures she often read to continue studying. After all, she didn't learn Chinese since she was a child, and she didn't know many of the words and words. While reading, she held the dictionary to search, because she found that apart from brewing wine, she often felt the quietest in her heart at this time.

Ji Rufeng went down to clean up the scene of the two of them making trouble last night, and then came up to ask Zhao Jian for dinner.

While eating, Zhao Jian called Jiang Chengen and asked about the changes in the wine. One phone call lasted for half an hour, Ji Rufeng was a little worried. Although the group of young and handsome men were still dressed up as an old scholar every day, it seemed that it did not hit Zhao Jian at all.

Zhao Jian was quite sure about the process of brewing this time. He hung up the phone in a good mood. Zhao Jian smiled and said, brewing a wine was never so easy, let alone what she wanted to make a new wine.

Ji Rufeng couldn't help but feel a little lost when she saw her curling her lips. She hadn't had such a bright smile for a long time. He couldn't help but raise his newly taken out cell phone and took a photo of her.

Zhao Jian raised his head when he heard the voice, "What are you doing?"

"Take a photo." Ji Rufeng smiled and then posted it on WeChat Moments.
Chapter completed!